"Thanks for taking care of Sean, Crystal!", I hollered. She mumbled something like "You are welcome!", and kept walking without looking back. I closed...the door, grabbed a beer, and headed to the master bedroom to lay in bed for a while, with my eyes closed, in the hope to get over a stressful week. As I approached the bed, I stumbled on Sean's toy gun laying on the floor next to bed. "Damn it Sean, when will you learn to keep your toys in place!" I mumbled as I bent down to pick it up. That is. The salty goo, was more than I could handle, and I began to cough a little.My aunt was on me instantly, “Don’t you fucking dare lose that load, he has been saving it for three weeks and I was going to use it for something else, but then this happened, so don’t spoil my sacrifice, you cock sucking slut!” She screamed at me with such force, that I immediately stopped coughing. It rested in the back of my throat, and I was looking down embarrassed and highly aroused. Sharon put one finger under my. " And then she exhaled slowly, evacuating air for a long, long time. And when she was done, she still took a few deep breaths.I merely hugged her and patted her shoulder.Adrienne let out a final exhalation. "I'm sad that he's dead. I never wanted to see him again, but I'm sad that he's dead. Is that weird?" No, of course not." Even after everything he did to me ... to us..." Adrienne sighed. "He was still my brother."I closed my eyes and squeezed her tighter.With Saturday morning's announcement. I was excited for shamelessly exposing my slender body and I was glad I did and felt no embarrassment for showing Peter with women's clothing the femininity that I felt inside of me. I felt almost euphoric, because I thought that if Peter had not yet made any outward positive appreciation of my clothes at least he did not even make negative remarks. So now he had no fear of being seen with me. Thinking that, I returned to our table in front of Peter walking and swinging my ass shamelessly.